07/14/2011

I was a choir geek in high school. Our show uniforms luckily bore no sequins (I’m not as partial to wearing sequins as Tim Jones-Yelvington), but none the less, every year the show tuxedo, the bright red and black stripes of the vest shimmering, the jazz hands, the choreography. It was really nothing like you…

07/06/2011

I was a little hesitant to choose They Could No Longer Contain Themselves to feature for July, not because I’m hesitant about the writing in any regard. The book astounds on so many levels in that regard. Each writer brings something really incredible to every page of this book. But because it’s yet another collection…

07/05/2011

Today is July 5th, which means I’m am full stuffed on meats, salads of various potatoes and pastas, and America. It is morning. I am in my underwear, the after images of fireworks still dancing in my corneas. And, They Could No Longer Contain Themselves sitting next to me at my desk, waiting to be…

06/29/2011

It’s a small, strange feeling to be typing this last post for this month. I’m taking Friday and Monday off for the holidays, and I hope you all do as well, and enjoy the weekend, whether you’re particularly patriotic or not. I have to admit, I’m not sure I’ve ever gotten to spend so much…

06/27/2011

This past weekend driving to a party in the countryside just outside of Indianapolis, I was in a mood to be moved by music. I sang loud, I drummed the steering wheel, I grew goosebumps along the skin of my arms. Feeling nostalgic, I put in the CD of my old band No Heroics, Please…

06/24/2011

I feel like at this point, Ethel Rohan needs no introduction here at The Lit Pub, so I’ll just make with the love here and give you the interview, raw and uncut. You write as someone who seems pretty intimate with loss. What’s your relationship with loss? Are there specific moments in your life you…

06/22/2011

There are spaces in my house where there used to be stuffs. Computer stuffs. Television stuffs. Camera stuffs. They left my guitar stuffs. My book stuffs. Brittany’s bike stuffs. Furniture stuffs. Music stuffs. They left also the door open, so my cat stuffs had gotten into outside spaces. I took the jar stuff that contains…

06/20/2011

Yesterday, I did Father’s Day. Babies are everywhere in my family right now. My sister-in-law is in town this month with her 1 year old. My other sister-in-law is 6 months pregnant with their first. My cousins just welcomed their 3rd into the world last month. Babies. Everywhere. I will never understand a woman’s body.…

06/17/2011

First off, I want to say I’m sorry for the very, very late post today. I was quite hung up in my day job and unable to sneak away with my computer to get some words down for all you lovelies. But, luckily, this post has the weekend for everyone to find it before my…

06/15/2011

{I will open with an anecdote.} Yesterday my good friend Carter had a birthday party in a park a few blocks from my house. The children laughed in the splash park. The adults behaved like adults, sitting at the picnic tables talking about their adult things. There was punch, hot dogs, chips, brownies, chocolate cake.…

06/13/2011

I used to tell a lie. It wasn’t a particularly harmful lie. It wasn’t to cover up another lie, or something that I thought would hurt someone or implicate me in some crime or misadventure. It was simply a lie about why I am afraid of clowns. It went like this: When I was 5…

06/08/2011

First off, I wanted to thank everyone who participated in the conversation on Monday. It seems talking about unbalance between the respect given to male and female writers strikes a chord. Who’d’ve thought women had opinions about things?! At any rate, I had an awesome time hearing from everyone, and if you’re joining us now…

06/06/2011

There’s much ado right now about the books I should be reading. I say this particularly as a man, having all the proper parts and such, whatever that has to do with my reading preferences. You see, evidently, Esquire Magazine seems to think it does, having recently released their list of 75 Books Every Man…

06/03/2011

Every Friday, my plan is to reach out into the small press community and highlight writers/readers/bloggers who are writing about Cut Through the Bone. Because I want to be honest here, I’ll admit that there is some cross promotion between my internet tendencies with today’s post, since I’m reviewing a review of Cut Through the…

06/02/2011

My plan for posting here at TLP is to post every MWF, but whenever something feels pertinent, you’ll see me pop up here on a Tuesday or Thursday. Like today. I have an idea I want you to be a part of. I intend to interview every author I feature here at TLP, but I…

06/01/2011

Where to begin? There’s so much I need to tell you, so much I need you to know. My first post, first impression. I want you to like me. I want you to like this book I like: Cut Through the Bone by Ethel Rohan. I want you to like what we are doing here…